when: day 15 post operation cleansweep plot drop
where: eves camp
who: open @wildshub
the information margo had just been told was impossible. no fucking way could the boys disappear without a trace. could the thrasher hoodie beanpole stretch into a boat like the milf from the incredibles? the snake with legs on a hamster wheel she had in her head instead of a brain was going into overdrive. she felt her legs become weak and her breath hitched. in her state of shock she reverted back to the devastated eleven year old that just been told she had to leave her friends behind to live in the middle of fucking nowhere. without her dad to scream at or a bucket to hurt her toe kicking she decided to tell a rubbish joke instead. "maybe those mangos we all had were dodgy and the boys were a mass hallucination? that would be mad wouldn't it?" she asked rhetorically, with a breathy laugh. her lips were locked into a fix smile. margo assumed she was either going to make someone laugh or get yelled at. she was fine with either of those options. either outcome would better than trying to figure out what the fuck happened to the boys.